The Transformation of Hannah [MF] [Blowjob]

**Part 2**

Hannah had been dating Paul for about 3 months. Unlike her previous couple boyfriends she actually had fun with Paul. She could be her quirky silly self with him. She could share her creative theories on everything from movies to aliens and Paul went along with it. He knew that to Hannah it wasn’t how plausible they were, but how much fun they were to think up.

Hannah really wanted to do something special for Paul. She thought about getting him a gift but nothing really struck her as being worthy. She even consulted Tiffany her best friend. Tiffany had been dating the same guy for 3 years and always seemed to give the most meaningful gifts. Still there was nothing special enough.

Finally, Hannah decided that if she was going to give Paul a gift it would be something she knew he’d enjoy. They had talked about oral sex on a few occasions and it was something that Paul did for Hannah on occasion and always extremely well. Hannah, however, had been scared for lack of a better word to return the favor. It’s not like she didn’t know how to handle a cock. She definitely gave top tier handjobs. It was just the act of putting it in her mouth that up to that point had sort of a weirded her out. Paul had always been very gracious. Never put any pressure on her even though his tongue worked wonders between her thighs.

So Hannah decided that when Paul came to pick her up the following Friday she would surprise him with a nice blowjob.

She picked out her new cheekster panties and the black bra that Paul loved. No one would be home so when he arrived she would ask him inside. Then the magic would begin, hopefully.

Hannah waited in anticipation for Paul to arrive. When she heard the knock on the door she sent a text message instead of answering.

“Come in. I need your help in my bedroom.”

After Paul pushed his way into the house he slowly walked through the darkened home to the hallway leading to Hannah’s room. Once he reached the hallway he saw her. Standing in her bra and panties with a sheepish look. Hannah gave Paul a knowing look and walked into her room. It didn’t take Paul long to follow.

Once in the room Hannah wrapped her arms around her boyfriend. Their lips pursed together and their bodies pressed against one another. They both walked and half stumbled to Hannah’s bed. As they made their way Paul added another level of difficulty by removing Hannah’s bra. He threw the garment on the floor. Hannah’s perky petite breast now bare.

When they reached the bed Paul began doing something he had done many times before. He slipped his thumbs into the waist band of Hannah’s panties. Hannah knew his next moves would be to make his way between her thighs and use that talented tongue of his. Hannah resisted the urge to allow him. She moved his hands away, placing them back on her waist. This confused Paul for a moment but he did not protest.

With an action smoother than she expected Hannah turned Paul around and pushed him on the bed. Now in a reclined seated position Paul looked at Hannah with surprise.

“Lay back and enjoy.”

With that Hannah got to her knees between Paul’s legs. She unfastened his jeans and he helped her work them down his legs. His cock already tenting his boxer made it easy to remove the last barrier. Now mere inches from his tip Hannah pursed her lips and pressed them against Paul’s tip.

He reacted instantly letting out a low moan. That emboldened Hannah. She opened her mouth wider and let his shaft slide into her mouth. She began dragging her tongue along the length of his member. Then mirroring what she had seen online she began bobbing her head up and down in rhythmic motions. Allowing his phallus to slide in and out. It quickly became shiny and slick with Hannah’s saliva. Paul began moaning louder now. Hannah picked up the pace.

Paul’s hands found their way into her hair. This particular action made Hannah feel sexy and powerful all at once.

“Oh god. Fuck.” Paul said

She grasped Paul’s sack in her hand gently. Her head moving faster now.

“Shit. Hannah,” were all Paul could manage.

Hannah could taste the salty hot liquid spurt into her mouth. This was the thing that scared her the most. But it actually wasn’t so bad. It didn’t taste horrible like Tiffany said and she could easily swallow it. As Paul shuddered and convulsed Hannah kept sucking a smile spreading across her face.

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